I’m sitting outside. Everyone is out. The day is ending, this little corner of the world is quietening down. The wind is waning to a gentle breeze. The sun has set and the light is starting to fade. Scattered clouds fill the sky to the horizon, all slowly drifting westwards. The ocean from here looks calm, but I’m really too far away to say if that is true.
A car drives home, breaking the stillness with joyful music singing out through the windows. An airplane flies overhead.
Neighbours’ voices drift over the hedges. Birds fly by, heading home to roost.
My body rests and settles, falling back into the arms of the stilling atmosphere around me, grateful for this time alone.